The being crazy and alone business takes up that much of your time?
Do well enough alone. Quieter that way. Think the group will last?
God, no, but it'll keep you up at night.
Do you think? Time and distance; effective.
I'll get bored without entertainment, and next thing you know, someone will be playing chiptune music. Every. Where. You. Go. When you sleep. When you're awake. When you're going to a job. When you're looking for a job. When you're eating. Squeaky squeak squeal girl chorus.
Unfortunately it ends in bitter self-recrimination over how fucking dumb that was, showing weakness and stupidity all in one fell swoop, and a rush of paranoia about what they were tricking him for. Not a mistake he’ll make again.
The squiggles happen easily. LET OUT YOUR INNER ARTIST.]
[There’s a beautiful girl. There’s no other word for her but beautiful, the type of look that transcends all lines of race, culture and gender-tastes. She has blonde hair cascading down past the middle of her back, bright bright bright ice blue eyes, and a wicked smile.
The love you feel for her in the moment she casually tosses you a new raincoat (off a hacked up corpse) is nothing short of mad.]
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Maybe if you get on your knees and apologize and kiss Mint and me's shoes, we'll do what you want!
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We aren't looking for trouble, mister. If that's the case, we'll just be on our way.
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Yes. Boss music kicks in.]
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Hey, I'm giving you a perfectly good opportunity here! Anybody'd be honored to kiss my shoes! I'm really good to people who kiss my shoes, you know!
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[> MENU
> MAGIC
> BURNER
*insert flames here*
*or at least, that was the plan until kuroko pulled at her and disrupted her casting*]
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If you're pursuing the graffiti cans, there’s graffiti already on the walls that’s so flaky it wouldn’t be an effort to scrub away:
What may be a tub of vanilla ice cream, although it’s horribly, clumsily drawn, in Sage color.
A music note... As drawn by someone who has never seen a music note, really. It’s a squiggle, but damn it, they tried.
It’s a melted snowball, otherwise known as a puddle of water. It has a Canary colored outline.
A bloody raincoat.]
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[Who drew this they can't draw...]
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how to feel. . . ]
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Who cares!? That guy is so dead!
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When you kick it you disturb a flake from the Sage picture, and it lands on you.
A rush of absolute confusion and paranoia, but... He’s a little happy, too.
Even if there’s no way it isn’t a trick, a future debt to pay off. People don’t get ice cream for nothing.]
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[TURNING TO KUROKO]
I want ice cream too!
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[ llllooking at lynx after a moment ] Ah. . . perhaps when we leave this place.
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[gingerly touching the crappy music note]
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…
Think I will.
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like that is actually homosexual for real
She's going to remember this.
But she goes and touches the puddle.]
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[grabbing for the spraycans...shell, for starters. randomly tagging squiggles on the opposite wall]
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Unfortunately it ends in bitter self-recrimination over how fucking dumb that was, showing weakness and stupidity all in one fell swoop, and a rush of paranoia about what they were tricking him for. Not a mistake he’ll make again.
The squiggles happen easily. LET OUT YOUR INNER ARTIST.]
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Hey, Tetsuya, go touch the raincoat!
[While she grabs a spraycan and starts tagging too. "Lynx was here."]
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except i do because i'm curious
ok touching the raincoat veeeery carefully ]
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[next, starting on a tree in celeste blue]
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The love you feel for her in the moment she casually tosses you a new raincoat (off a hacked up corpse) is nothing short of mad.]
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And creepy.
Oh well. TAKING A CANARY YELLOW, A CARDINAL RED, AND A CELESTE BLUE and trying to paint a picture of herself c:]
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